briefcase of ...

For the first time I have no idea what I came here to write about. This is unique, because whenever I am staring at this input box, I usually have an idea about what I will fill it with. But not today... this morning! So join me on a spontaneous little trip; I will broadcast my brain live and raw. Okay, maybe not raw - scary town there.

I am a month away from yet another change. I have a theory that there are certain years in your life that just move in cycles. What I mean by this is that the old phrase "same shit, different day" isn't too far from being the story of our lives. Is this a bad thing? Not at all. I think having mediocrity, repetitiveness and even bad times is what makes the better more exciting periods more appreciated. Think: What if everyday was friggin' amazing? Would we recognize it as such, or would it just become mediocre - the norm? See, this is why I don't believe you should live each day as though it were your last. You will tire out and want to die and indeed you will have lived each day like it was the last. It's kind of like eating, you could say - you eat until you are full, but then after a time you become hungry again. Each time you end up raising the bar, you make it harder to experience edifying moments. Your exciting life becomes mediocre and though this mediocrity might be someone else's excitement, you have eaten your fill, digested it and are hungry again. But the last dish just won't do!

So, what of it? Appreciate the good times, but do not fear the bad. It will make your mediocrity a little better in retrospect. Besides, without illness we wouldn't appreciate health would we?

Food for thought.

- G ζ.

one bad deed erases a thousand good
a thousand good deeds erase one bad
this is equal, and so we are entitled to do bad
just to remind ourselves what good is

cure for the block

I am in trouble. I cannot continue a story - it has gone cold. The initial burst has faded away like a gas into the atmosphere and I need to reignite it with a spark. I am about to resort to toilet-sitting, which has lead to great ideas in the past. There's something about those tiles...

Normally I would abandon an idea when this happens, but I think I could make this work. Maybe that's the problem right now - I am thinking too much and trying too hard to have a story. I suppose if I keep striking matches against the box one of them is bound to light and then - PHOOF! And by striking I mean not too hard.

What is my obsession with fire and matches lately?

I don't know.

- G ζ.

censorhip, bullsh*t and ignorance

I've had enough. I can't hold back any longer, so I'm going to attempt to condense a supernova explosion of inner-ranting into a readable post that doesn't take years to digest. If you get offended easily, keep reading so I can shove my opinions down your throat and feel better. I may apologise later, or I may not; just remember to never quote me on anything, because I will probably have changed my mind when you do. But enough bullshit, lets get on with the fucking show!

censor the fucking world!
what's not okay about censorship: It assumes that cutting access to certain things, such as sex and violence, prevents problems occurring in people. In Australia, censorship is too controlling. It's the product of thousands of lonely soccer mums with nothing better to do than be a nuisance and bitch about everything. They fail at parenting and blame it on anything other than themselves. Their ideas of discipline and teaching are horribly skewed. It might sound crazy, but the real world is full of these horrific things we see in any media form, and you can't censor any of it. So, what's the point of pretending censorship is saving the world? Anyone who can't tell the difference between reality and entertainment already has problems, or wasn't taught properly. I suggest people use their energy to teach, rather than complain and put control on everything. The golden rule for almost anything is this: if you aren't allowed to have or do it, you generally want to have or do it more.
why I am angry: I heard a rumour that cigarettes may be "censored" in movies in the future. That is almost the stupidest idea I have ever heard. Cigarettes give character in the right circumstances - honestly, who would believe a gruff detective wasn't a smoker? It adds depth! I don't want to see some half-arsed smoke-free detectives walking around on screen and advertising that smoking is bad. I don't even smoke. Never have, never will. But it's everywhere, and I have enough of a grasp on reality to know that blocking it in entertainment is about as useful as using paper towels to stop leakages.

so much Better Using Lame Lengthy Solutions Honoring Irate Truths
what's not okay about bullshit: It's tiresome, boring, everywhere and it stinks. The description is so fitting for what I have heard from day to day from people around the place. Excuses generally carry the most bullshit - not the small excuses like "I forgot my socks." I'm talking about the big ones that tell a life story you didn't need to hear. You can tell when bullshit is around, because the person emitting it usually goes to great lengths to be convincing. Oh, and you can almost smell it. That distinct odour of someone attempting to ride the high road and impart their wisdom and beliefs on you, because their opinion is the Real solution. Their way is gospel, man!
why I am angry: I am tired of hearing bullshit, seeing bullshit and saying bullshit. Every time I find myself guilty of bullshit, I feel I have sinned. I do my best to keep things simple, honest and clean. Most of my bullshit occurs for entertainment sake, not to fuck around because I don't have the mental capacity to be real. Is it too much to ask that people cut the crap and stop making me want to be violent? I enjoy people and am not an angry person, but there are limits, dammit!

ignorance is not always bliss
why ignorance is not okay: It is the basis of almost every problem. Climate change? What climate change? I haven't noticed the seasons have changed because I am too busy discovering that my credit card - heaven forbid - is 5% more expensive! How dare it! I also agree that in order to be a truly equal society we have to favour a prejudiced group. Sound backwards? Welcome to the world. Australia's south has a shortage of water while the north has too much. Logically, the solution is simple. Ignorantly, waiting for rain is what will happen. This is such a lengthy topic, I can't even begin to put everything down. Read the Cairns Post and you will see an abundance of ignorance - especially with questions like "Do you think the climate change is just another Y2K kerfuffle?" Genius! It's so modern and relevant. Never mind that the two ideas aren't even close to the same thing.
why I am angry: I hate ignorance. It's like driving without mirrors - the other drivers will give way to me, I don't need to see them. I make it a habit to burn the Cairns Post now.

Conclusion:
Fuck censorship, clean up your bullshit and get some friggin' mirrors in your metaphorical cars.

That felt good to let out.

I am happy.

- G ζ.